A young woman signals for help on a quiet Colorado highway—until a veteran biker understands her silent plea, and dozens of riders move in to surround the SUV

of the SUV, the highway was slowly narrowing around him.

Rook moved ahead and held a steady pace.

Cole appeared to the right — calm and unreadable.

A broad-shouldered rider named Dean settled into the left lane.

The SUV had nowhere easy to go.

The driver noticed.

His hands tightened on the wheel. The man beside him leaned forward and said something Leah continue reading …